Versatile Mage: One innate talent for each system

Chapter 66: Cursed, will I die? (Please read on!!!)
The arrival of the eight deceased kings put the outer walls of the ancient capital in danger of being breached.

There was no way. The Undead Lord suddenly arrived, and those people in the Magic Association and the Inquisition had not yet realized the Black Vatican's conspiracy.

Or perhaps they had just found the tail of Bo City and had not yet reached the ancient capital.

Even if those in higher positions knew about the disaster that the ancient capital was facing, it would be impossible for them to rush over immediately. They could only hope that the ancient capital could hold on for a while longer.

But it was obvious that Gudu was not able to deal with the death of the kings in all directions.

Just when Han Ji and Lu Huan were secretly thinking that darkness was coming, the Eight-Direction Dead King suddenly stopped.

The waves of undead beneath their feet still crashed against the city walls.

But in a battle of this level, they are nothing but cannon fodder, and Lu Huan can wipe out most of them with just one magic spell.

"Why did they stop?"

As Lu Huan looked at the deceased kings in all directions, the feeling of uneasiness in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

It's as if they are waiting for something, preparing to welcome something.

At this moment of anxiety, several powerful figures descended from the sky.

When he saw the person coming, Lu Huan's uneasiness disappeared instantly.

Reinforcements have arrived and Gudu is saved!

Even if the eight dead kings attack the city, there is a great chance that we can hold it!

However, he did not have time to greet the powerful people from the Magic Association, the military and so on.

In the sky above the ancient capital.

An enormous black hole shattered the space, and darkness flowed out from it! ! ! !
………………

Time goes back half an hour.

The Black Vatican has already taken action both inside and outside the ancient capital.

Although the ceremony started ahead of time, which prevented the people from the Magic Association from finding out about them, the Black Pharmacist did not produce a large number of violent springs because of the early start of the ceremony, and it only sent some of the undead into a frenzy.

In fact, what Saran wanted was for the world to know what she had done, but she was powerless to stop it and could only watch everything happen.

This is what a grand ceremony is! !

So she still took the initiative to reveal her intentions, giving the Magic Association some time to react.

Let them come to the ancient capital before Sha Yuan appears and witness the fall of a thousand-year-old city!

Perhaps they have a good chance of resisting the siege from the eight dead kings and defending the city walls.

But Saran didn't care.

As long as Sha Yuan successfully descends upon the ancient capital, the entire city will be crushed to pieces by the ancient king's kingdom of the dead in an instant.

The ancient capital cannot resist the evil abyss ruled by the ancient king.

Here will come their rulers from thousands of years ago!
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at this time.

In a secret room in the ancient capital.

Jiang Yuan sat quietly on the ground with a frown on his face. The black substance on his body had disappeared, and he was no longer restricted in using magic.

But he still didn't try to escape from the room.

Just now, Mu He was here.

By the time he and a group of Black Church members hiding in cloaks left, the room had been infected by a large amount of curse power.

According to Mu He, even a super-class magician would be seriously injured if he triggered the power of these curses.

Not to mention high-level magicians, once touched, they will be instantly swallowed by the curse.

It is obvious that Mu He's words are definitely not alarmist, and more than 95% of them are true.

Even if that 5% was a lie, Jiang Yuan didn't dare to take the gamble this time.

He is still trying to figure out how to escape from here.

Once Jiang Yuan died, the Abyss would descend instantly, leaving no room for delay. Even a monarch-level demon that fell into the Abyss would be devoured without a trace.

Because Jiang Yuan had become a human bomb at this time, the Black Vatican had already moved away from the area where he was.

When the time is right, they will use remote control to control the power of the curse and kill Jiang Yuan.

"These sewer rats of the Black Church must be eradicated once they become powerful!"

"If I can still get out alive." Jiang Yuan said sarcastically.

Jiang Yuan wanted to transform himself into a ghost and use his identity to escape from his current predicament.

The curse power here cannot kill the undead.

In fact, becoming an undead is nothing. As long as you can plan to obtain the resurrection magic, you can commit suicide and then use the resurrection magic to resurrect.

By then he will be a hero again!
But Jiang Yuan still planned to rescue him again.

Before that, he had tried all the things and things related to space that he had.

Still found nothing.

"What the hell is this space talent?" Jiang Yuan felt like he had no other choice. Just as he was about to give up, he suddenly remembered an alien object that was related to space.

The national jade seal!

Jiang Yuan immediately took out the imperial seal.

As a vessel connecting to the ancient king, the imperial seal not only guides the ancient king's spatial coordinates, but also helps find the ancient king's spatial coordinates.

Otherwise, the people of the Black Church would not have known that the ancient king placed the tomb in the Evil Abyss.

The Black Vatican is human after all. No matter how powerful they are, they can never compare to so many magical organizations.

Their reputation is nothing but a symbol of their insane behavior. The result of their reckless behavior and disregard for consequences is that they have no bottom line.

This is also why everyone hates the Black Church, but many people are terrified of it.

Just as Jiang Yuan was searching for the spatial coordinates on the imperial seal, a sudden change occurred in the room.

The curse power that had been quietly lurking in the room suddenly boiled over.

They were like the god of death strangling Jiang Yuan's soul, stripping the life from him bit by bit.

After careful exploration, Jiang Yuan discovered the spatial coordinates on the imperial seal.

This coordinate is not secret at all, no wonder it was easily figured out.

Jiang Yuan made one last attempt.

If that doesn't work, then I'll just have to become a dead spirit.

In the overclocked state, becoming a ghost will not affect your thinking.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yuan used his mental power to violently hit the spatial coordinates on the imperial seal.

The imperial seal suddenly began to shake violently.

Below it, the space in the room seemed to have fallen off, like a black hole that had suddenly appeared.

The black hole did not expand, but instead erupted with extremely powerful suction, pulling Jiang Yuan and the imperial seal, who had touched the spatial coordinates, in together.

All this happens in an instant!
The next second, Jiang Yuan appeared directly in front of a blood-red throne.

On the blood-red throne sat a figure in an ancient armored robe. Even after thousands of years of erosion, the cold light on it remained.

Jiang Yuan could even see his own reflection on the armor plates.

When he saw what was before him, he knew where he was.

This is right here, deep in the Shayuan, at the center of the ancient king’s tomb!
Sitting on the blood-red crown is the former ancient king, of whom only the empty shell of armor remains now.

But this armor inherited almost all the power of the ancient king!
"Cough" Jiang Yuan suddenly felt weak, staggered and fell to one knee on the ground.

Even after escaping the room, the cursed power still lingered. His life had already faded and he was about to die.

He couldn't lift the curse, and no one could help him lift it.

(End of this chapter)